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Question: Write me a long and thorough and detailed story the way I write about a random 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, what state he's from, hair color and style and eye color. His young mom's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young dad whose no longer in his life's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young aunt's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young uncle whose busy doing other stuff's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His grandma's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. Have him be walking home alone for the first time when he gets home and the house is completely empty. Have him sit down on the couch and blink only to suddenly find himself in a different house on a different couch. Have him look down to notice he's in a more mature body. Have him realize he's a teenage girl wearing a revealing outfit barefoot with accessories and makeup and painted nails. Reveal the girl's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color and what state she's from and what she was doing just seconds ago. Have a male grab the boy's new female feet shoving a pair of some kind of women's shoes on his feet. Have the shoes be skimpy and for a milestone and open toed. Have the boy in the girl's body jerk but unwillingly playfully react to the shoes getting put on her feet saying something and have it be in quoted text calling the guy a cutie and a hottie. Reveal who the male is to the girl, his name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. The swap is permanent and the boy is sad. Have the boy say he's gonna miss mommy so much and have it be in quoted text. Have the boy unwillingly thank the male for putting her shoes on her feet and have it be in quoted text crossing her legs saying the male's name and who he is to the girl. Have the boy start crying as he wants to go home.
In the small town of Albany, Oregon, there was a sweet, cherubic boy named Ethan. He was six years old, a solid 45 pounds, his height was a notable three feet and seven inches for his age. Ethan was born on July 26, 2015, and his radiant brightness mirrored the summer sun he was born under. He had soft, unruly brown curls that danced around his sea-green eyes. Ethan’s mother, Lily, was a young and vibrant woman. She was born on April 17, 1990, making her 31 years old. Lily stood at an average height of five feet and six inches and maintained a healthy weight of 138 pounds. Her hair was a dark chestnut, always pulled up in a ponytail, and her brilliant blue eyes mimicked the cloudless sky. Ethan’s father, Mike, was no longer in their lives. Born on January 10, 1988, he would've been 33 years old. Mike was a tall man, standing at six feet and two inches, and weighed about 180 pounds. His hair was dark and kept short, matching his nearly black eyes. Lily's younger sister, Emma, was another significant figure in Ethan’s life. Born on February 14, 1993, Emma was 28 years old. She was petite, standing at five feet and three inches, and weighing 120 pounds. Emma was the family rebel with her adventurous pink hair styled in a bob cut and her hazel eyes sparkled with mischief. Uncle Brian, however, was always occupied with work. Born May 12, 1985, Brian was 36 years old. He was a slim man, six feet tall, and weighing 160 pounds. His blond hair was always neatly styled and his brown eyes held a hint of an ever-busy mind. Ethan's grandmother, Grace, provided him with endless love. She was born on October 31, 1952, making her a 68-year-old lady. Grace was of average height and weight, her hair a beautiful silver, complementing her soft gray eyes. One day, as Ethan was walking home alone for the first time, he noticed an unnatural quietness enveloping their home. A cold shiver ran down his spine, but he bravely entered. The house was completely empty; everyone was out. Ethan sat on their old, worn-out couch, blinking slowly as fatigue set in. Suddenly, he opened his eyes to find himself in a different house, sitting on an unfamiliar, plush couch. His body felt different, more mature than his tender years. Looking down, Ethan realized in horror that he was a teenager, and a girl no less, dressed in a revealing outfit, his feet, barefoot and slightly cold on the marble flooring. Ethan examined this new persona. She was named Claire, a confident 16-year-old teenager from California. She stood five feet seven inches tall, weighed 130 pounds, and had a birthday on December 22, meaning she was born just five years earlier, in 2005. She had flowing crimson hair that bounced down to her shoulders and piercing emerald eyes. Just as Ethan was adjusting to this sudden shock, a male hand coyly grabbed his – now Claire’s – feet, sliding on a pair of open-toed stilettos. They were skimpy, probably for a party or a milestone event. Before he could process the sensation, Ethan found himself, inside Claire’s body, reacting playfully, "Oh, stop it, Aaron, you're such a cutie, but a hottie too," he said, surprised at the feminine voice that echoed in the room. Aaron, Claire’s boyfriend, was a seventeen-year-old high school jock, born on June 6, 2004. He was a towering figure standing at six feet tall, weighing 170 pounds. His hair was jet black, shaved on the sides and slicked back to reveal his solid dark brown eyes. Claire submissively thanked Aaron, crossing her legs elegantly, "Thank you, Aaron darling, for putting on my shoes." But beneath this superficial flirtation, his heart ached. Ethan blinked away the tears pooling in his eyes. He missed his mother, his family. "I'm gonna miss mommy so much," he whispered, his voice barely audible in the blatant lie of this new world. A single tear slipped from his eyes, and he knew, he could never go back to his home, his family.
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